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Just got home from church, on my way to Roaring Run for the afternoon. If it doesn't storm, silly unpredictable weather! But I wrote a little bit of Winchester nonsense and wanted to share it. I borrowed Mary-Anne from notthequiettype's Stars and Sand 'verse, but Ash totally game me permission so it's all good.

( Sam didn’t mean to volunteer to coach t-ball, but when Mary-Anne asked, he stepped up to the plate – and dragged Dean with him. )

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I had a dream about awesome sexytimes last night, but after I woke up I couldn't remember who it was with. DAMMIT.

Have some porn instead?

8 X 10
by why_me_why_not & irisgirl12000
Bandom, Jon/Cassie/Tom
Adult, ~2650 words
Warnings: dirty words, girl parts, not part of the 'epic verse
Disclaimer: more fake than monopoly money. if you are one of the names included in this, or if you personally know such persons, hit the back button, please.
Special thanks to wearethestars for hand-holding and approval. And the title.

Summary: He looks away, back down at the camera, fiddles with the lens, and when he looks back up Jon's eyes are closed again, his lips moving against Cassie's ear, and she hums in response to whatever he whispers.

And, honestly. Tom? Yeah. She's fairly certain that the whole exercise will end in mind-blowing sex, if not the artistic, elegant photos that Jon wants for their private collection.